June
July 2010
in love with the retard.
dear god, make me a bird - so i can fly far' far away from here. A dance beneath the sparkling sky, the silent touch of vivid grace, your hand fits mine like a perfect match.
jag räknar dagar å jag räknar minuter, jag håller seriöst på att dö.bara för att jag saknar, så som det en gång var.
sometimes you just have to understand, and try to forget. -YOU FAILED.
summer, is not the same without your smile. memories make me cry.
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